“Haobo, no mercy!” Su Xiaomei seemed to summon her fury.
A round of flaming sun ascended, hovering over the Sea of Blood.
Countless blood faces, torn to pieces by the thin rays emitted by Qing Hu, were instantly reassembled into a face filled with raging anger.
That monstrous face, under the sun’s glow, suddenly burst into flame.
Laughing strangely, it charged towards Ling Huchang, who was under the protection of the Little Pharma Sovereign Cauldron.
Meanwhile, the boundless Sea of Blood split apart in the middle.
A decaying giant hand stretched out from the seabed.
Heading straight for Ling Huchang.
Faced with the double onslaught, this Medicine King Sect disciple looked serious, but yet he was not in panic.
With a light swing of his right hand, twenty-four Golden Needles spread out in succession.
Chanting under his breath, those Golden Needles moved like swords, crossing in the air with flashes of radiance.
Dodging the burning blood face and rotting giant hand, they headed straight towards Zhang Haobo and Su Xiaomei.
The speed of these Golden Needles was immense.
In a flash, the duo was pierced through before they even had the chance to react.
A multitude of holes were left in their bodies.
What was strange was that not only did they not have any fresh blood gushing out.
Even their momentum didn’t seem to be affected.
“Boom!”
The Little Pharma Sovereign Cauldron vibrated violently, and Ling Huchang spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
His face turned somewhat pale, but he soon dug out an Elixir and took it in front of everyone.
After a short while, Ling Huchang’s complexion become ruddy again.
“What kind of wicked Techniques….”
Seeing the duo, who although continuously pierced by the [Golden Needles of Reincarnation] but could still continuously recover, he couldn’t help being somewhat apprehensive in his heart.
After a moment of hesitation, a trace of pain flickered in his eyes.
Ling Huchang took out a Mirror.
He gripped the Mirror in his hand, emitting a white light that shone on Su Xiaomei.
The Mirror slowly disintegrated into dust, but behind the mirror-struck Su Xiaomei, a phantom figure gradually emerged.
It incredibly resembled Su Xiaomei by eight parts.
The Phantom bellowed in anger, its hair turning fiery red in a split second.
Even more, it divided into several Faceless Blood Face figures and launched an attack on Su Xiaomei.
It seemed to be able to replicate both Su Xiaomei’s Innate Divine Ability and her Techniques.
On Zhang Haobo’s side, another rotting palm extended from the Sea of Blood.
And in the depths of the sea, it seemed like a vision was peering out at the outer world.
Seeing the situation, Ling Huchang pondered.
And took out a Wooden Amulet Sword to counter.
The Wood Sword flew above the Sea of Blood, summoning a Green Thunder that struck down from above.
The two rotting giant hands attempted to stop it, but were bombarded by the Thunder, causing sparks to crackle.
Around the Wooden Amulet Sword, strands of lightning swirled.
A continuous surge of Green Thunder.
The rotting giant hands seemed to be in an extremely miserable state, seemingly helpless to fight back.
But no matter how heavy their wounds, they would quickly recover.
The battle fell into a stalemate.
With the help of his numerous magical treasures and seemingly endless Elixirs, Ling Huchang maintained his undefeated ground.
As for Su Xiaomei and Zhang Haobo, although somewhat desperate, they utilised the characteristics of their new Technique [Cave Heaven Immortality, Immortal Cultivator’s Immortality], they were not in actual danger.
For a time, neither party could do anything about the other.
Both of them were taken aback.
“What kind of background do these people have? Their Techniques are so peculiar. Although I have a lot of reserves, I’m afraid I can only last for about half a month. If I can’t defeat them by then, I’m afraid I have to retreat to the real world and request for reinforcement.” Ling Huchang thought to himself.
“It’s really infuriating, just like Shuo Feng, bullying people by relying on magical treasures. When he exhausts his treasures, I will definitely give him a harsh lesson.” Su Xiaomei couldn’t help but vent her anger. Despite her non-stop attacks, she couldn’t break through the magical treasures.
“This Ling Huchang is still only an inner disciple. It is said that above the Ancient Sects, there are talks of real inheritances and Dao children. It’s hard to imagine how powerful they would become.” Zhang Haobo thought to himself.
While the three of them were fighting.
Xiao Heng, who was under the influence of the lure incense, started to recover gradually.
“Stop fighting!”
“Friend Ling Huchang, this is all a misunderstanding!”
“I can swear to the heavens that I will not utter a single lie!”
“It has indeed been thousands of years since your era. Great Changes in Heaven and Earth have taken place, and even the Immortal Dao Ten Clans you mentioned have already disappeared in the dust of history!”
“Think about it, if we really wanted to deceive you, why would we make up such preposterous excuses?”
Xiao Heng shouted, one sentence after another.
Upon hearing that Great Changes in Heaven and Earth had taken place, and that the Immortal Dao Ten Clans had already disappeared, Ling Huchang’s body couldn’t help but tremble slightly.
“Friend Ling Huchang, Sect Master Liu’s speculation back then was right! He saved everybody in your entire Sect!”
Upon hearing this, Ling Huchang’s offensive gradually slowed down.
“Xiaomei, Haobo, you both stop too!” Xiao Heng quickly called out.
Although extremely displeased, Su Xiaomei ceased her attack.
However, the Cave Heaven Domain of Su and Zhang was yet to be withdrawn, and they were still vigilantly watching Ling Huchang.
“Friend Ling Huchang, everything I’ve said is true.” Xiao Heng sincerely said.
“Could it be that due to the long time, your Sect’s [Illusion of Spring and Autumn] array had an error?” he cautiously asked.
Having said that, he took out a Little Pharma Sovereign Cauldron from his Storage Ring.
“This small cauldron is excavated from the ruins of your Sect.”
“It is thanks to it that we could enter here.”
“With your insight, I believe you should be able to distinguish its authenticity.”
Xiao Heng was forthcoming.
Upon seeing the small cauldron in Xiao Heng’s hand, which emanated a sense of time-wornness, Ling Huchang’s pupils constricted sharply.